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Then its decided, Larra
said to Steiner. Ill
get off the train near the border, and you will head to
I dont think we have a choice, replied
Steiner. It is clear that
our cover is blown, and you know a good deal more about the Nazi plans than
I do, as well as being the archeological
expert. Im a little curious
though about how you managed to learn all this from a trained Gestapo
officer. They are usually pretty
fanatical about keeping
secrets.
Lets just say that I was able to convince him that it was in
his best interests to tell me what he knew, replied Larra, with a grim
smile. Her breasts still pained
her greatly from the mauling they had taken, but she did not let Steiner
know she was suffering in any way.
What did you do with him? asked
Steiner. We wouldnt
want him getting away and telling
anyone.
Oh, Larra replied,
offhandedly. He got off
the train a few miles back.
She did not add the extra detail that the train had been crossing
a 300-foot high trestle when she had tossed Karl through the broken window
of her compartment.
The remainder of the journey was uneventful, the train eventually reaching
She managed to find a taxi near the
station. Half an hour later she
made contact with her guide, a man she knew only as
Hans. Six hours later,
she and Hans were beginning their climb over the mountains and into
Larras attempt to avoid detection seemed to have been
successful. No one followed them
on their six-day hike, and no one intercepted
them. On the sixth day Larra
said goodbye to her guide and walked into
She now faced increasing danger.
The deeper into the heart of the Reich she traveled, the more she
would be surrounded by enemies. She
was entering a police state, and even though she had defeated two agents
of the Gestapo due to their own stupidity, she knew that she could not always
expect to be that lucky. If she
were caught again, it would probably mean her
death.
Larras plan was to head for
She was approaching the outskirts of a
village. It was getting dark,
as Larra had timed her arrival for the early
evening. If all went well, she
might be able to hitch a ride in the direction she wanted to go without much
difficulty.
Luck proved to be with her. Moving
stealthily through the darkened streets of the town, she was undetected as
she made her way to a large lorry parked in from of the towns only
hotel. The lorry was not locked,
and a quick look at the cargo manifest in the cab told her that the vehicle
was bound for
Larra stowed herself away in the back of the
lorry and waited until morning.
With any luck the driver would be an early riser and she would make
Larras night in the lorry passed
quickly. Fortunately, due to
a lifetime of roughing it and sleeping in all sorts of conditions, she was
able to drop off without difficulty.
She was awakened by the sound of the lorrys door
opening. In a minute the engine
turned over and she was on her way.
The trip was uneventful if rather
bumpy. Larra stayed awake, ready
for a chance to leave the truck when she got close to her
destination. She knew she was
in
She did not have to wait
long. The train got up steam
and moved out. As she had hoped
the train continued in the direction it was
pointed. She sat down to wait
out the journey.
The train was slowing down, and Larra awoke with a
start. Careless,
she thought, Ive got to be more
careful.
Cautiously, she slid the door open a
crack. The train must have crawled
up the track, because the sun was already
setting. Still, Larra
reflected, Ive got a whole day to reach my goal; Ive just
got to make sure that I dont get
caught.
Larra waited until night had completely closed in, before venturing from
her hiding place, then she made her way out of the almost deserted
rail-yard.
A short walk brought her to the edge of the Frankfurt Zeppelin
terminal. It was surrounded by
a high fence, but that presented only a minor obstacle for
Larra. Within a few seconds she
had clambered over it and dropped to the grounds on the other
side. Creeping through the darkness,
she made her way toward the huge main
hanger. Here she found signs
of feverish activity.
It appeared that the information she had
extracted from Karl had been accurate.
The sliding doors of the massive hanger were
open. Even as Larra watched a
truck hauling on a towrope started up.
A monstrous cigar-shaped object slowly emerged from the
hanger. It was the latest and
most modern of the German airships,
the
Ludendorff.
Youd think, Larra mused, that the Germans would have
given up on these after the Hindenburg
exploded.
Larra moved closer. A number
of Germans were standing beneath the hull of the airship and she wanted to
get close enough to hear what they were
saying.
A few minutes eavesdropping told what she wanted to
know. Karl had not lied to
her. The Germans were mounting
a major expedition to the Lost World, and this time they were going to use
the ultimate in twentieth century technology, the
Zeppelin. There would be no more
slogging over hundreds of miles of African
terrain. This time they would
cruise in style right to their
destination. Larra had learned
what she had come to
By now the activity around the airship had increased
considerably. It appeared quite
obvious that the Germans planned to leave as soon as
possible. There were too many
men between her and the ship for her to chance making a dash for it over
the open ground. Larra tried
desperately to think of a way of heading off the ship.
Suddenly she had a flash of
inspiration. It was a truly desperate
gamble, but it was the only thing she could think of at the
moment.
Moving rapidly through the darkness, Larra circled the
perimeter. The attention of the
men in the camp was focussed on the emerging Zeppelin and she was able to
reach her destination undetected.
Now she was directly in front of the flight path the huge airship
would take.
By now the immense, 1000-foot long vehicle was clear of its hanger and was
held only by the mooring rope attached to the truck that was pulling
it. Its gondola was only about
twenty feet off the ground and a procession of Germans was moving up the
loading ramp and into the passenger
compartment.
With a roar each of the Ludendorffs four engines coughed and then thundered
to life. Slowly the airship turned
into the wind. Its nose was pointing
directly toward Larras hiding place.
The last of the Germans had boarded the airship, and the sound of the engines
changed, as the throttle was increased to full
power. Ever so gradually the
Ludendorff started to move forward, gaining altitude as it did
so. Within a few seconds it had
moved out of the circle of lights near the hanger and was moving off into
the darkness. It passed directly
over Larra.
Larra waited until the last possible second before making her
move. The Ludendorff passed over
her a scant thirty feet over her head.
Rising from her hiding place, she whirled her grappling hook over
her head. It was a device she
had found very useful during her passage through the
By now the Ludendorff was speeding along at over forty miles an
hour. Thanks to the darkness
no one seemed to notice Larras tiny figure as she dangled perilously
behind the massive vehicle. As
the airship gained speed the rushing air caught at her, threatening to tear
her from her tenuous position at the end of the swinging
rope. The force of the air was
now so strong that the rope was almost parallel to the
Zeppelin. Larras fingers
began to slide down the rope, within a few seconds she had slid almost to
the end. She was going to
fall!
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